Alien Executioner

"My purpose in shipping these freaks out is to eat them."

"You want to eat them?" the man was surprised.

"It's Wu Pingping." Wang Feng glared at him. "She was injected with half of the ancient god's blood, but there is no sign of awakening into a follower. I think this is because she hasn't devoured enough. Followers are not affected by devouring, so she should be able to eat alien species. I have to train her into a half-death as soon as possible."

"She can try to devour other alien species, or use other freaks, but doing so will either be discovered by FACA or the Alphabet Organization, so the least risky way is the freaks in the laboratory." The man nodded.

"I have a total of 260 freaks locked up here, and they are recorded in the archives. An Xin and her brother have seen the information, and I'm just afraid that they will notice something is wrong." Wang Feng expressed his concerns.

"Let's not talk about whether they have noticed the decrease in the number of freaks." The man raised his eyebrows and said, "Whether they can be transported out is also a question."

"There is no problem transporting it out. The Research Department dug a tunnel in the past to connect to an open-air experimental site dozens of kilometers away. This was to facilitate open-air scientific research experiments and sampling, so it has never been abolished."

"The tunnel that Weihausen dug to make artificial aliens?"

"Ah."

The man put down the cup, thought for a moment, then looked serious and looked at Wang Feng for a long time.

"What is the specific purpose of the experiment on the freaks in the lab?"

"Many uses, but mainly for testing the blood of the ancient gods."

"Is there so much blood of the ancient gods?"

"The blood of the ancient gods is very aggressive. I poured all of that half bottle into the large water tank. The quantity increased, but the effect was not as strong."

After hearing this, the man widened his eyes, unable to understand what was in Wang Feng's head.

Chapter 255: The Evil Freak (V)

The man rubbed his temple and looked at Wang Feng again, as if he was meeting this neurotic friend for the first time.

As the dream lover of many women, Minister Wang Feng, who is tall, rich and handsome, is actually quite insensitive in most cases and is completely unable to control his calm, dignified and steady temperament like An Ran.

Did you pour the half bottle of the very important blood of the ancient god into the big water tank? You treated it as the shower gel that had been used up and diluted with water.

"You look like you're in deep thought." Wang Feng thought his friend was thinking about something.

"No, I'm wondering if you're a psychopath." The man took a deep breath. "Adding half a bottle of the Ancient God's Blood to the large water jar is not a waste at all. It's like adding some water to a bottle of red wine when it's almost finished."

"The example you gave is not a good one. First of all, we are not talking about the same thing at all. Secondly, no one would dilute red wine with water, because you can open another bottle of red wine after you finish it, but once the blood of the ancient gods is used up, it is really gone."

"Then you still add water?"

"When red wine is diluted with water, it loses its soul and the taste that people can enjoy. But the blood of the ancient gods is different." Wang Feng spread his hands and explained, "Even if the blood of the ancient gods is diluted with water, it still has an effect."

"Same effect?"

"Of course... no, the effect is not that strong, and it cannot awaken an alien species into a Follower."

"Then what are you talking about? Isn't it the same principle?" The man held his forehead with his hand, "What a waste."

"Although it is impossible to awaken new followers, if it is used on alien species, terrible consequences will occur."

Wang Feng patted his friend on the shoulder and took him out of the room to the place where the blood of the ancient god was stored.

"I'm actually doing this to prevent trouble before it happens. The blood of the ancient gods is too dangerous. If we're not careful, there will be mistakes that we can't handle. We're not crazy people who want to destroy the world. We're just hidden guardians, right? We're not against FACA, nor are we against the An family. I just want revenge and kill that Shang with my own hands. And what about you? Your goal can't be that bad."

Wang Feng chuckled, and the two walked side by side through the corridor filled with the smell of disinfectant, with infrared rays everywhere on the walls.

"So for us, the blood of the ancient god is just a tool for us to make our trump card. Wu Pingping is my trump card, but the trump card must be controlled. An uncontrolled trump card is a threat, so I didn't take the risk of injecting the whole bottle of the blood of the ancient god into her."

The man ignored Wang Feng's smile and pondered for a long time before slowly speaking.

"You are at least doing the right thing. Diluting the blood of the ancient god will not create a more terrifying monster."

"Yeah, why keep this half bottle of Ancient God's Blood? Are you really going to do an experiment? I'm not a fool. Even if it's diluted Ancient God's Blood, just a drop of it can turn a freak into a terrifying super monster."

Wang Feng rubbed his nose and said disdainfully:

"So I am just doing some so-called experiments on the surface. In fact, I am destroying the blood of the ancient gods as much as possible. However, the blood of the ancient gods cannot be destroyed. Even if the followers have drunk it, their blood will be converted into the blood of the ancient gods after death."

"So you are worried about them."

"I have no reason to trust the people in the flower shop completely." Wang Feng shrugged. "Li Yun and Feng Lin are working together, but I am not the one who came forward. I cannot let the flower shop know of my existence. The only people I can trust are Mr. V and you."

"It really makes me feel grateful to be the person you trust the most." The man smiled.

"Mr. V is a dead man and doesn't think highly of the blood of the ancient gods. And what about you? You are a thorough human being and don't need it either. Then who can you give this half bottle of blood of the ancient gods to? Haha, you can't just keep it in the research department forever."

"Why?"

"I don't know how long I can hold this position as Minister. Once I am dismissed and liquidated by the people above me, the blood of the ancient gods will most likely be controlled by people from other forces, or recovered by An Xin."

"That's why you'd rather dilute it." The man said, took out a cigarette case and lit a cigarette.

Wang Feng opened the door where the blood of the ancient gods was stored. This was not the most confidential "beehive", but a specific sealed room designed for storing large water tanks.

A huge laboratory, under the dazzling flickering lights, with a huge water tank in the center.

"Oh my god..."

The man could not help but be horrified. The water tank in front of him was ten meters tall and wide, and the liquid was a pale gold color.

"About a thousand tons of water." Wang Feng nodded.

"You use a thousand tons of water to dilute half a bottle, then a few dozen grams of the blood of the ancient god?" The man stepped forward.

He stroked the glass water tank and observed the liquid inside. It was hard to imagine that just a few dozen grams of the blood of the ancient god could corrode a thousand tons of water into gold, which flickered with a faint phosphorescence in the white light.

"We need more." Wang Feng walked up to him.

His eyes were devoid of any emotion, as if he didn't care at all about the so-called blood of the ancient god.

"According to preliminary estimates, in order to dilute the effect of the blood of the ancient gods to the minimum, it would probably require a water storage capacity of the Pacific Ocean. Just a drop of the water in the water tank in front of me is enough to strengthen a C-level alien to S-level. I have done several experiments on this."

Wang Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold and he snapped his fingers.

A huge mechanical arm rotated from above, picked up a tiny syringe, slowly stopped just above the water tank, dropped steadily, and sucked a drop of golden liquid from the water tank.

Then another mechanical arm holding a cage began to rotate closer, and inside the cage was a fat gray rat.

Under tight control, the needle was inserted into the cage, pierced into the mouse's body, and injected into its body.

This lasted for several seconds, as the mouse's body underwent strange changes, its flesh squirming and swelling in an indescribable manner.

Under the man's gaze, the mouse swelled dozens of times, and its piercing screams echoed in the laboratory.

"It can even turn ordinary small animals into brutal super monsters, which is several times more effective than the serum produced by the Alphabet Organization." Wang Feng said, "This is my concern."

The man didn't say anything and just looked at her for a long time.

……

After the two left the laboratory, all the lights were turned off, leaving only a faint fluorescent light in the center flickering.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the corner. He tiptoed towards the water tank with a syringe in his hand.

This was a man who was dressed somewhat slovenly, his white coat was stained with oil, and he walked drunkenly.

He stood in front of the water tank, looked around, and after confirming that no one was there, he looked at the golden liquid and murmured in a low voice:

“It’s incredible.”

The fluorescent light illuminated his weathered face. He was the deputy director of the scientific research department. His eyes were fierce and gloomy.

Chapter 256: The Evil Freak (VI)

In a dark corner of the factory, big bags of flour were piled up. Sister Tang stepped on the bags of flour, holding a wooden stick in her hand, stirring cement.

The air was filled with the smell of cement and flour mixed together, as well as a faint smell of blood.

A foot stepped on Xiao Lao's face and stepped hard into the pit. It was a size 43 big foot. The executive officer lit a cigarette and didn't pay any attention to the man's screams and howls under his feet until he heard the sound of cartilage cracking.

"Boss, leave things like cement to me." The person who spoke was the subordinate who was smoking.

The subordinate carelessly stepped on Xiao Lao, smoking as he did so, and did not forget to complain to his colleague next to him.

"This guy is really tough. I haven't seen such a tough guy in a long time. He still doesn't say it."

A colleague next to him raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

Sister Tang, who was stirring cement, wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled without feeling tired at all:

"No, mixing cement is more interesting. It's a different kind of pleasure to pour the mixed cement on the prisoner."

"I'm not a criminal!" Xiao Lao in the pit shouted hoarsely.

"Damn, Team Leader, you're such a pervert." The smoking subordinate stepped hard, not caring whether the person under his feet spoke or not.

"If you're not a little perverted when being an executive these days, you'll be scared, right?" Sister Tang didn't care about the comments. She shoveled the mixed cement into a plastic bucket, then picked up the bucket, walked to Xiao Lao, and poured it on him in one breath.

"As long as you are perverted enough and scary enough, even alien species will be afraid of you. This is a very simple truth."

"I'm afraid the fake pervert will become a real pervert." The subordinate shuddered.

"Hey, why don't you just stay in the clothing store? You actually want to escape from Huacheng. Do you think the surveillance by our special service team is fake?" Sister Tang winked at the second subordinate and took the bucket of water.

Without hesitation, she poured a whole bucket of water into the pit, giving Xiao Lao a chance to catch his breath.

"Hey, what a pity that I caught you. You still want to escape. Why don't you just wait for Q to come back and let us catch you in the trap?"

"Cough cough..." Xiao Lao coughed up blood and his mouth was full of the smell of blood. This was because his lungs were cracking due to the compression.

"Look up." Sister Tang clapped her hands, signaling him to look at herself clearly.

"Where is Q hiding now?"

"I don't know..." Xiao Lao barely managed to finish saying these three words.

"Don't know?" Sister Tang raised her eyebrows.

"I, I really don't know!" Xiao Lao's voice was hoarse, wondering why he had such bad luck.

Ever since meeting An Ran and making a customized mask for him, Xiao Lao had no intention of running away. He knew very well that he had been completely targeted by the executive officers and had lost all chances of escaping, so he simply started to play it safe and planned to finish making the mask and then wait for the storm to pass.

After all, I haven't done anything out of line, and I haven't been hunting since I came to Huacheng. According to the local executive's lenient policy, there is no reason to arrest me.

So as long as I don't leave the clothing store, nothing should happen.

But this morning, when Xiao Lao was making the mask, he discovered that he was missing a very important material, which was related to the most prominent butterfly pattern feature of the mask. Coincidentally, several salesmen who sold the materials to him could not get through by phone.

Xiao Lao wanted to purchase the materials himself, but he never expected that he would be caught by the executive officer the moment he walked out of the city.

Without any explanation, he was tied up and beaten, then taken to an unknown factory.

Later he realized that these executives were the ones who were monitoring him, and the worst thing was that they didn't give him any chance to explain.

However, when the leading executive asked him, he instantly understood his situation. Even if he explained that he did not leave the clothing store to escape, it was no longer important.

Because Q disappeared, he hasn't returned to the clothing store since last night.

"Don't know?" A subordinate frowned. He was wearing a neat executive uniform and a two-star medal.

"The first words of the people being tortured are all "I don't know". Is this just a formality? It seems that there is not enough cement."

"No...I really...I really don't know!" Xiao Lao said anxiously.

"You're Q's contact, right?"

"Yes Yes……"

"So you are a member of the Alphabet Organization." The executive shrugged. "Whether you know it or not, you will go to jail anyway. It's just that you can go to jail easily if you say it out loud."

Xiao Lao understood that the other party had never thought of letting him go!

Anger rose in his heart, but he quickly lost his temper after seeing the look from the leading woman.

The woman also lit a cigarette and glanced at her watch:

"It's almost noon. Forget it. Just bury him here. I'll write a report later. The report will say... The other party refused to surrender and his life was threatened during the resistance, so he was executed on the spot."

"Is that all?" A subordinate pursed his lips, "I want to change to Devouring Weapon."

"Do you want to change to Devouring Weapon?" Sister Tang looked at him.

"Well, I am an excellent executive after all. It is a bit chilling to keep using Type A Shang." As he said this, the executive glanced at Xiao Lao.

"I think he's pretty good. Why don't you dig out his Devouring Sorrow and send it to the Research Department to make a Devouring Weapon for me."

"Not bad."

Several people sang and shouted one after another, completely ignoring Xiao Lao, who was buried in the pit with only his head buried in cement. He opened his eyes wide and wanted to cry, hoping to move these devils in this way.

The report says that he does not surrender? But he is buried under cement, how can he say such nonsense?

But the other party is an executor, a high-ranking judge, and all his actions are based on the basic premise of executing aliens.